Harangue me

Like you do

But there is nothing I have left with which

To answer your charges

So crucify me

It would be a release

There are too many refugee families dying in the forests

So a crucifixion would be quick and clean

So it's fine by you if it's fine by me

Don't bother to question

Because I have nothing with which to answer

I am so sorry

And I should have lied to you

And pretended I was alive

But by the time I realised you had killed me

I didn't have the heart.